by Daddy 6th November 2017, 2:00 pm
Requin wasn't exactly your normal person, nor did he, in fact, fit into a category of being a person. He was dressed rather oddly. Long black tresses of hair hanging down towards his back, and a rather regal face. His body, dressed in what many would assume was a formal Hakama. His hands as always were gripping the wrists of their opposing arms. His garb was mostly blacks and purples. A strange thing for him was the white-bluish fox that sat in the nest he created with his crossed wrists His eyes, giving him truly away as a monster, blackened sclera, and sickly yellow pupils.
This didn't help with the current setting. Perched up above a bridge, he sat with his nice attire with a few additions. Those additions being six tentacles that extended out from his back. Each of them at the moment hoisting different members of a bandit crew by their necks. His right hand had extended out and held one, the leader by his throat. His eyes calculative and teasing in a way. "Your type is just a waste. You and your 'men' kill and tosses away valuable food. Killing people, and burning them? So wasteful. Leaving nothing for us true eaters." He said with a snarky tone. He didn't care about any of these men really. His eyes skimmed across them to take note of the injuries across all of them. He could feel the slowly fading pulse within each of the men. His mouth began to water some as he felt the fear coming off the leader. Why? His men began to scream.
The tips of his tentacles shifted gruesomely as they became similar to snakeheads. Their jaws opened before latching onto exposed sections of bandit's necks. They began to scream as a liquid was injected into their necks. It quickly spread straight to their toes. It started as a burning sensation at their toes that quickly spread back up through their body. This was actually their bodies breaking down, and being pulled back into the mouths of the snakes. The leader stared at Requin in horror as the monster himself closed his eyes and an expression of euphoria slipped across his features. It was delicious. Before long his tentacles were left holding just clothes full of bones.
His eyes opened back to look at the bandit leader as his left hand came to wipe his face slightly. Removing a bit of drool that came out while he was 'eating'. His expression where previous had been grumpy had turned one more happy. With a tilting of the head, Requin wondering for a little what to do. "For a heartless monster, you don't need yours do you?" He injected into the air. Before his tentacles that had previously held his men dropped the bone sacks and moved to press against the leader's chest.
"Don't please! I do this because I have to feed my wife and kid." The man quickly said quickly. With many people, this would have caused them to rethink thing. Again though, Requin isn't people. His tentacles with a quick movement penetrated the chest cavity of the man and wrapped securely around the center of the vascular system. His scaled tentacles moved carefully out of his body, so to pull out the organ without tearing any of the veins. They opened up some to allow him to see his own heart. Requin's cold eyes stared at him calmly before he reached out, and took it. His fingers dug into the organ that was responsible for the life of the bandit. He could see the pain in the man's face as his fingers shifted around with the pulsing organ. It was humorous to him. The fact that such a small thing could keep a large creature alive. Humans were interesting. "I don't fucking care" Slipped from his lips before the heart melted into the palm of his hand, and joined with the essence of the rest of his men within Requin's assimilated being. He dropped the man from the bridge, allowing his now fading existence to hit the ground after the long fall. He collected himself and slipping out towards his new destination.
He had found a job request sometime in the previous day or so, and had taken to feel like it'd provide him with the substance to be a bit more motivated, and in this case, also provide a bit more food.
As he rarely does, he ventured out into the unknown land, and to the remote village. In the meantime, his little fox in his arms kept his temperature low so to allow him a more peaceful trip. As he came into the village, he was quickly reminded about his more recent meal. The job had been about finding a package stolen by some criminals.
He heard the commotion as he slipped on through the populous. Someone else had already come about the job? That'd just make it easier for him truthfully. Less he'd have to stress about in the middle of it. One thing that was starting to bother him was that giant fire bird. He didn't care much for fire. Fire was bad. He entered into the home as he kept his eyes open. His head nodding to the information. The little fox in his arms took the moment to look up from her nest like spot to watch the cat-like people in fascination. He asked them where the trails were, and once they were pointed out, he slipped out the building in that direction. He didn't quite wait for the woman. He was more interested in getting this done.